Chapter Ten
Joe Solomon sat in a cell, his hands were bound together infront of him and dried blood was on his hairline. He didn't struggle, he didn't kick or punch anything, he just sat there in the dark thinking of this afternoon. How could he have beem so stupid if he just paid attention he would have seen the nipotine patch and be at Gallagher making sure everyone was okay. Joe looked up and sneered at the woman that stood in front of the cell door.
"Good Evening Joe Solomon"
"What the hell do you want?" Joe asked in a raspy voice.
The woman leaned on the door and cocked a hip "oh is that the only question you have? I mean I thought you would know that answer access to both spy schools, worked for the CIA and the Circle of Cavan. There is a lot of information that you know that we may not".
Joe smirked "and what if I don't want to answer your questions?"
"Well thats what we have Cammie for" she said.
Joe's face fell as he saw a girl that looked just like Cammie. But it wasn't this girl had an evil smirk on her face "who is this?"
The woman brushed the Cammie look-a-like's hair "this is Cammie's clone"
That's when everything clicked in his head "she stole the alumni disk, but why use a clone?"
"Oh come on Joe you're a smart boy, you know we needed the sweet innocent Cammie to steal something valuable. But also knew that Cammie wouldn't do that, so we made a clone". She continued stroking her hair "but this clone is better".
"Better how?" he asked finding it impossible that this fake could be better than the real one.
"Fighter, theif, lier, smarter you name it she is so much better. The only thing is she doesn't have the same mind. Meaning she can't answer the questions we need answered by the real Cameron Morgan".
Joe continued studying the clone "if you need Cameron Morgan, why didn't you have your men capture her when they had the chance?"
She stopped stroking the clone's hair "we didn't know she would be there first of all, second we have other plans for you"
"Like what?"
Her smirk grew wider "Joe Solomon you're going to help us capture Cameron Ann Morgan".
Cammie layed in her bed thinking of Joe Solomon. Thinking that he is either being tortured or dead. She shook that last thought away if they captured him it's because they want him alive. It is 3:00 a.m. she thought I should be in bed by now, she got up queitly and walked out the room. She closed the door slowly making sure she didn't wake up her mom. Cammie walked in the hallway of the teachers quarters, she didn't know how she knew which room it was because all the doors were closed and they all looked the same. Cammie walked up to the last door and turned the knob, locked. She took pin she brought with her and picked the lock.
She walked inside the neat room she had never been inside before. There was a bed, a night stand, laptop, everything a person needs to live. For someone reason she found it surprising that she was inside Joe Solomon's room. She felt hand come on her shoulder.
"We'll find him" she heard Abby in back of her. "Trust me".
"I do".